He leaned forward shouting obscenities, his face bright red and angry, my legs were pushed into my chest, he was still thrusting his massive organ rel...ntlessly into my ass‘Why’ he shouted ‘Why have you come back to haunt me, you lousy bitch’I dare not speak I was scared in case he hit me, he thought I was my mum, he was inflicting pain to what he thought was his wife, he was r****g her.He started to slow, the sweat from him was dripping on my face mixing with my tears, then he grunted as he. Shaam ko jab mere bade bhaiyya ghar aaye tu unko dekh mujhe saheli ki yaad aa gayi. Papa abhi do din pahle hi duty par gaye the aur ghar par ham teen log hi the. Main apne bhaiyya ko dekh rahi thi aur saheli ki baat sochkar laga ki sach mere bhaiyya bhi tu bahut smart aur tagde hain. Mere dil main unke liye gande khyal aane lage.Ham sab raat ko kha pikar sone ke liye apne apne room main chale gaye. Mammi ka room niche ke floor par tha aur mera aur bhaiyya ko oopar wale floor par aamne saamne. Ooo.. Okay this is my first ever short story that I have ever "put outthere". It's a story that I jotted down over a few days, inspired afteryears of secretly reading Fictionmania. Please forgive me if itsscattered or hard to read. I tried to make everything make as much senseas a bimbo Tgirl story can. It was written more for fun and just toprove to myself that I could do it. I've taken inspiration from many ofmy favorite authors. So ladies please don't be mad >. She saw me looking at her and very casually put her pallu back, ensuring that I have seen her. I was surprised, since she always pins up her saree carefully and neatly. Manjula! What happened?” I asked her. She just smiled and said “Don’t you understand? I shook my head as I did not want any mishap in the premises. “Really?” she asked me again and I shook my head saying no. She came closer and this time pressed her body on mine. I put my hand around and took her lips. We kissed and it was a.